Chapter 287

The army inside the city stood fully prepared, having long since eaten their fill and waited for my command. The battle upon the city walls was also drawing to a close. After a little over half an hour, those people had basically fled the battlefield, retreating far away to rest. I lay prone atop the city ramparts, pulling out my loudhailer to roar at the opposing marshal, telling him to continue the attack and not to stop. Then, as usual, I performed songs and dances on the city walls, boiling fine delicacies. At a glance, this was the rhythm of finishing work for the day, because every time, I did exactly this. After a battle ended, I would sing and dance, eat, chat, and watch him from atop the city walls. This was commonly known as soldiers keeping vigil.